Travis was using Jay’s house to cook while he was away, and you’re invited. You showed up to Jay’s address and knocked on the door. When it opened, you were greeted by Travis, in his usual black apron and small chef’s hat.

"Glad you could make it! I haven’t actually made anything yet, and can’t figure what to make."

Travis grabs your hand with his one claw, and pulls you inside, seating you down.

"Umm.. so.. any suggestions, I guess..?"